“The Tyrannies of Society”
Krishna Chamling shared his post.
The Tyrannies of Society
See at hospitals, nursing homes and clinics
Crowds of people, patients see docs, test things
With squirm as the white cloths
Prick and draw bloods from their veins,
Suddenly mind interacts with Monsanto,
Various other poisonous chemical practices
Like Hecate_ the creator of all harms,
And the heavy industries as Empusae_
The monsters of all forms terrify all travelers:
Man along with all creatures,
The transient entities on earth
But we humans expect hope for better.
Science must walk arm to arm
With true faith of religion, and
Think thrice before it is questioned about.
The naked eyes unaware of deadly
Viruses and fungi causing fatal diseases
Like the opening of Pandora’s Box
That have continually been agonizing the beauty,
Punctuating man’s graces of daily performances
Leading lives in tragedy_
A mother cries for the loss of her beloved child.
The diseases are there, in harmony with nature,
But man is the selfish brute brunt,
And the deadliest disease itself of all.
Money and material goods: the offspring of labors,
The appendage, like slough that greed harassed,
Fatigued the charm of the human body
It has lacerated, envied, got into loneliness
For years, to those two sweet streams of spring
That obliged them to turn apart,
Strain and stress heightened,
Dreams shattered one after another,
Lives turned dismally bad.
It must be earned wisely
And used properly and timely.
The catastrophe by armaments, launchers,
Guns, its competition: the destruction and violence.
It is like the malign Mephistophelian monstrosity
That is devastating structures, perpetrating genocide,
The unwanted sufferings to all beings
With inhuman human casualties_
The loss of innocent lives,
The ancient heritages shattered with no reasons.
Arming arms against the armed
Cannot be fought for harmony
And cannot be achieved peace.
Politics turned to be like the milk-pot
For the shameless few some:
The unethical apolitical dotty demagogues_
Wasp-like, they linger around in the hive
As if it is their dowry by the state,
Where toadyism and nepotism,
Favoritism and monopoly have thrived
Side by side, and the handful of crooks
Ambushed the dynamics of political power,
Abused it for their sake,
Posed autocracy, anarchy
Corruption, fake news and fake statesmen,
All these heinous hazards playing
Its parody in the political arena
And, those so-called top brass, con artist_ often vile
Like plague has massacred all public interests.
Unless politics does not dare to serve
For its country men’s sake,
It remains like briefs of the few pigs,
And the public do not bear
The Machiavellian swine fevers in a country anymore.
The hegemonic ‘I’ that coins
The two extremes of divisions:
The so-called powerful, and the weak,
The rich and the poor,
The back and the white
The Eastern and the Western
The High and the low_ the rascal, rogue ideology
And the niggling hard-core religious fanaticism
Destroying the gene of mankind
And the normative norms of humanity
Like the destructive force of weathering or
Nahar or Hakaishin,
Where love get hurt,
A heart gets pained,
Sentiment gets wounded,
A body gets infested with animosity.
The human hearts cannot get the charm of the smile,
Unless that does not feel ‘We’ and
Speak it in public against the ‘I’.
Copyright @ Kr. Chamling
05. 03. 2018
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